Last weekend, Ashley and I ventured North for a BFF Day away. We chose Beacon, NY because we’d both never been, it’s not too far from the city, and we’d heard good things. UM. BEACON IS GREAT. But Beacon’s jewel, DIA was really, really great.

Pulled from their site: Dia was founded in New York City in 1974 by Philippa de Menil, Heiner Friedrich, and Helen Winkler to help artists achieve visionary projects that might not otherwise be realized because of scale or scope. To suggest the institution’s role in enabling such ambitions, they selected the name “Dia,” taken from the Greek word meaning “through.” « Read the rest of this entry »

Venice has an astonishing palette: pastels mixed with blues mixed with grays. I visited in the cold spring, and I’m now turning to those colors to get me through the cold winter (it is coming, I can feel it).

Looking back, I realize that I only posted photos from Murano & Burano, and Caffè Florian. I left out Venice’s best part: the water. The sinking buildings. The bright, bright blue.

Earlier this year, Corey and Savannah relocated to Asheville, NC. Which makes me depressed every time I get off the 77 St. Subway stop/ walk anywhere remotely close to their old Upper East Side apartment. It’s fair to say their home in Asheville is 500x the size of aforementioned apartment.

I took some snapshots of their new spot when I visited this summer, and it feels cruel to keep it from the world. I MEAN LOOK AT THIS PLACE.

2016 has been a strange year for America but an incredible year for books. I am awe-struck by the poetry releases this year (namely: Monica Youn’s Blackacre, Safiya Sinclair’s Cannibal, and Solmaz Sharif’s Look. ) and fiction releases have been suuuuuuper exciting as well (Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad, Brit Bennett’s The Mothers). It’s raining books not written by white men! « Read the rest of this entry »